It's Of A Sailor Bold  

Lyrics courtesy of www.sailorsongs.com

late 1800's Dorset England 

It's of a sailor bold
And lately come on shore
Both brisk and bold
Well lined with gold
To his lover he did repair

In old and ragged dress
Unto his love did go
Unto his love
All for to prove
Whether she'll be kind or no.

My merchandise I've lost
My ship is gone astray
Which makes me fret
I'm deep in debt
Not a tenth part can I pay

Come in, my dear sit down
Put off thy ragged array
And I will be
So kind to thee
And all thy debts I'll pay

I've gold in store of my own
My debts all for to clear
I've rings I've ribbons
I've jewels so bright
And gems to trick the hair

'Twas down in Stockton Church
The happy knot was tied.
From land to land
There's no man can
Match the sailor and his bride    

Lyrics courtesy of www.sailorsongs.com